*Jillian nods, but keeps on alert.*
Jillian: I'm fine, just a little singed. Xan just stay seated till we can get you healed.
*She holsters her magnum, and looks around the kitchen for medical supplies.*

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*John sighs with annoyance, and starts blasting holes in the tendrils. As he does that Sasha keeps near John, with her tower shield up to ward off any attacks on both of them.*